Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1887-08-08
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What on earth do you mean" ex-
claimed Hughie

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"What on earth do you mean" ex-
claimed Hughie
What say, said Trevor. The old
man You saw today was Baron Hausberg.
He is a great friend Of mine. buys all my
pictures and that sort of thing, and gave
me a commission month ago to paint
him as IA beggar Que vOulez youss La
fantastic dun millionaire! And must
say he made magnificent figure in his
rags, or perhaps should say in my rags;
, they are an old suit got in Spain
Baron Hausbcrgl cried Hughie.
Good heavens | gave him a sover-
eign" and he sank into an armchair the
picture of dsmay.
Gave him a sovereign shouted Ire
vor, and he burst into roar of laughter.
My dear boy. you'll never see it again.
son affaire c'est rargent des hutres.
Il think you might have told me,
Alan said HuShie sulkily and not let
me make such fool Of myself
well, to begin with. ilughie,' said
Trevor lit never entered my mind that
you went about distributing aims in that
reckless way l can understand youT
kissing a pretty model, hut your giving
a sovereign 10 an ugly one-by .Iove,
llD. DtSNltS- tht it'l II tIlhi i'hilN
was not at home today to any one: and
when you came in didn't know whether
Hausberg would like his name men
toned. You know he WASH I in full dress
What a duffer he must think me-
said Hughie.
Not at all He was in the highest
spirits after you left; kept chuckling to
himself and rubbing his old wrinkled
bar I lp' L.. M hx
he was So interested To know all about
You; but see it all now. He'll invest
your sovereign for you, llughie, pay YOU
the interest every six months and have IL
capital story 10 tell after dinner"
Il am an unlucky devil" growled
Hughie. The best thing can do is To
go To bed; and, my dear Alan. you mustn't
tell any one. | shouldn't dare To show
my face in the row
Nonsense, 1t reflects the highest
credit on your philanthropic spirit, Hughie,
and don't run away. Have another
cigarette and you can talk about Laura
IS much as you like. y
However Hughie wouldn't stop, but
walked home feeling very unhappy and
leaving Alan Trevor in fits of laughter.
The next morning, as he was at break
fast, the servant brought him up Il card
Oh which was written, Monsieur Gus
tave Naudin. de la part de NJ. lie Baron
Hausberg." Il suppose he has come for
hn apology" said Hughe to himself, and
he told the servant to show the visitor up.
An old gentleman with gold spectacles
and gray hair came into the room and
said in slight French accent: Have l
the honor Of addressing NJ. Hugh Err
Nkines'
Hughie bowed.
Il have come from Baron Hausberg,"
he continued. The baron''-
Il beg, sir. that you will offer him my
sincere apologies, said Hughie.
The baron" said the old gentleman
with a smile, has commissioned me TO
bring you this letter" and he handed
Hughie a sealed envelope
On the outside was written: "A we'd
ding present To Hugh Erskine and Laura
Merton from an Old beggar, and inside
WAS a check for El00O0.
When they were married Alan Trevor
was the best man, and the baron made q
speech at the wedding breakfast
Millionaire models" said Alan, ARE
rare enough; but by Joye, model million
aires are rarer still"'-London World.